Spear In Woods, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She prefers to wear flannel. She carries with her a set of flails on her belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. Her brown fur is singed and shortened. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Sellsword business.
History: Spear was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 20 (+5) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +7 / 1d6+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Lewis Sutton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Chain shirt.
Naeris Selevarun, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Naeris enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: Naeris was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. After months of barely getting by, Naeris managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.
Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Pyxrin Jharthraxyn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a black coat. Her blue crest is singed and shortened. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 110 gp. Sard (20 gp).
Caeldrim Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a tan coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). During his travels, Caeldrim and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Caeldrim discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Caeldrim fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Breastplate.
Euphemia Honeypot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Euphemia isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She found a children's book about a Halfling Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'8") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Smokesticks.
Ulfgar Morigak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Standing 4'0", this man wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is black and curly. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. Ulfgar is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ulfgar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. After coming to the age of reason, Ulfgar took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to raise his children well
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 16 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 20 (+5) | 10 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1800 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).
Raymond Washington, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Raymond was born with his father's beautiful face. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Malquis Meliamne, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a tan coat. She carries with her a set of warhammers on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. Her red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her eyes are a pleasant gray.
Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. After coming to the age of reason, Malquis took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has decided she is irredeemable
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp).
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